Hi Bloggie Friends -
Thank you all so much for your very kind comments and emails - I love the bloggers I've met and have learned so much from all of you.
One of the best parts of getting older is knowing yourself, and when I'm blue, my medicine is my kids around me, a very laid back fab husband, this comfy beach house, and the sea, but what heals me the best is my regular ole routine life. Grocery marketing (who woulda thought Costco would be consoling), laundry, attacking a tall stack of mail, paying bills, talking to the neighbors, and of course my beading hobby. I'm a lifer at beading, it's my therapy and I love it.
So when Mr Beachy asked me if I wanted to go to some garage sales on Saturday morning I knew that was going to be the best therapy of all. So I threw on clothes and out we went. We hit a few sales listed in the Daily News and as we arrived at one advertised as "a collector's sale" I could see that it was all quality antiques and such so we poked around. I found a great basket, a white ironstone pitcher, a dozen old canning jars all unique, and a box of vintage linens that no one had gone through yet. It was mostly Dish Towels and Dinner Napkins with initals, monograms, and embroidery, and a couple of handmade crocheted popcorn pillow covers with chunky tassels.They were all really discolored, folded up and stored for a long time - but I was pretty sure bleach would fix these babies.
I took my pile to the lady running the show and she started to sort through adding up my stash. She said $10 for everything - I paid her...and then I realized who she was. She was Marcia Brady, Maureen McCormick - a little older but I knew the face and the smile. I had seen her a few times out junking at Salvation Army and some thrifts but never spoke to her. This time I said - "Hi - My name is Marsha." She smiled big held out her hand and said "Hi - It's really nice to meet you." Her Mom (I think) got a kick out of it and I could only think that she's probably met every Marsha in Los Angeles by now. I told her how funny it is going through life with a name that when people see me they say it 3 times - we laughed, spoke for a few minutes then I left. I realized when I got to the car that I should have taken a photo but come on - 2 women doing garage sales at 8 in the morning don't really care to have their picture taken.
Here's a little of what I got after a quick soak and wash -
Don't know if you can see but there were several Kitchen Towels with Hilton Hotel in the weave - and several Towels with Rosenthal embroidered in blue - love them. Two red pretty heavy cotton Towels gingerbreads and a holiday theme.
Right away I put a Rosenthal Towel on my hook by the sink - love it. Coincidentally, Rosenthal is my mother in laws maiden name - how funny is that, and I got them from thee Marcia.
So now - I'm rehabbing my Linen Closet - I have a p-a-s-s-i-o-n for Vintage Linens and have quite a collection - but I'm on a kick to eliminate, clean out, and get rid of what I no longer use - all good stuff, I just have way too much and must make room for more of what I do use!
They say your life changes every 6-7 years - mine is sure changing right now - so I'm packing up for September's haul to the Ventura Flea Market at the beach. My favorite day.
Lots more to show you tomorrow - lots of Vintage Linens for sale and the improved lovely Linen Closet -
